A Short-lived Poetic Romance
One day on my way to the library, I met a boy. The handsome but rather short boy stepped in front of me and smiled. Without any formalities but eye contact, he ...
Category: Prose
To share my experiences, observations and stories, I write short pieces of prose, especially for the readers averse to poetry.
Looking Back
It’s the Day of Goodwill. The morning is crisp, and the rural landscape a hero dazzles at subzero temperatures. I watch tits through the window gently jostling ...
What’s In Your Eye?
One autumn morning, I was standing at a bus stop when a couple with brown complexion like mine approached. I greeted, and I got back a weak nod from the gentlem...